{my old man, studying the world}
{his face!!}
As we packed up our things and headed back to our cars, my cousin Jeff summated the evening the best when he asked, "Why the hel-er, heck, haven't we done this before?!!"
(the mid-sentence expletive swap came after a glance at his baby girl in his arms-excellent choice Jeff :)
There may not be too many crisp, clear, and virtually perfect days left in the year, but letting a fire burn down to coals and roasting hobo dinners while toddlers ran themselves into a beautiful night's sleep, chasing a football and exploring the mountain stream, was the best night we've had in a long time. We've been nearly overrun these past few months with job searching and final semestering and practically-single parenting and new baby preparing, it's been easy to forget that there's more to do than just what is needed; there's sunk-in-deep, fully invested, life to be lived. There's family to share fall evenings with and moments to savor before they're memories forever. It's a wonder to me that, consistently, uncomplicated things- like meat and veggies wrapped in tin foil and hardly cooked after spending 30 minutes on the fire- are what bring me the most fulfilling joy. And sharing these un-fussy things with family and good friends are what really makes them nest down deep in my heart. This evening was a reminder that wherever life takes us, family and friends will always be a part of our life well-lived.
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